Seven Christmases ago, I was missing a bubbly, blonde sister missionary in California. Her mission president’s wife asked each family to write a Christmas letter to their missionary. Thus, the Christmas Missionary Poem was born.
This year I am missing a handsome, big-hearted Elder in Hungary. He too will receive a Christmas missionary letter with a poem inside.
What I love about this is you can easily switch out the mission president’s name and the country or city where your missionary is serving-and wallah! You’re all set.